Humming

*Hangs self*

Riddled with nightmares it seems... Caring for a sick child while a convent of makeshift nurses are impaled with invisible blades-- sounds like a movie. What a gross psychic sludge left in the morning.

Hey, you. Yeah, I mean You. You're not who you think you are. Think back to what you said earlier. Realized that you almost had it, you almost had me. I trusted you. What you said... I didn't remember you disagreeing with me.

I don't remember much, do I.

I'm not willing to talk to you yet. I don't have the heart on me to fight. I'm much too tired for that.

*dusts self*

Ah, to shed this... More to cut off...

I was acting rather brash and inconsiderate today...